turned around to hear my
stomach screaming at me indeed
it was ticked off by my yoga instructor “money money
money money money!” gas bills
medical insurance cellphone
vocabulary intelligence
what a bunch of words I hate words I
do believe I’m losing
my calm
where’s my lover’s ear? I lean over to put my
mouth into my grip on the
border between the kitchen and the
living room and lo he reaches up from somewhere and
the storm passes away he picks up the spills
and I lose my grip to the fleeting thunder
